Little Miss Perfect

Through the camera viewfinder Paul could focus in on Sally's nipples. They were erect, and their deep red coloration stood in stark contrast to her pale skin. Paul's cock was fully erect now, and it was straining mightily against his jeans. He was about to release it from its confines, but now Sally was actually sliding her hand into her bikini bottoms.

"Holy shit, that is so hot," Paul said to an empty room.

He clicked pictures at an increasingly feverish pace. He could not wait to take these pictures, download them onto his computer, and shoot buckets of sperm while looking at them. He undid the button of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. His jeans fell to his ankles. He was about to take his massive cock out of his underwear when suddenly the door to his room flew open.

"What the fuck!!!" Sarah screamed at Paul.

Paul was so startled he dropped his camera and jumped back. Sarah swooped in and picked up the camera.

"What the fuck are you doing Paul?" The veracity with which she was speaking to him startled Paul. This was his little sister, his sweet little angel of a sister. And now she was confronting him with a seriousness that he never imagined could come from her. He looked up at her and finally saw his eighteen year old sister. It was as if her harsh tone had awakened him from a dream, a dream where his sister was still an awkward 10 year old following him around everywhere.

Gone was that awkward little girl. In front of him stood a gorgeous model of a woman and she was pissed. Her tanned skin was flushing with anger. Her chest was heaving with her breasts, and shit what breasts she had. They were immense and look even bigger on her thin athletic frame.

"I was just...I was just...Taking pictures of a bird I saw outside." Paul stammered.

"Bullshit!" Sarah pushed play on the camera and saw a picture of her friend, topless by the pool.

"Paul you're taking pictures of my friend Sally topless! Dude she is only seventeen, you can get into so much trouble for this."

Paul's jaw dropped.

"You're in big trouble buddy. Holy shit! Why the fuck are your pants around your ankles, and you're hard cock is about to break out of your underpants. Fuck Paul! What the hell are you doing exactly? I am going downstairs to the living room. When you are ready, you can come down and explain yourself. Now button up your pants and come down. We need to talk. You're in big fuckin trouble!" With that Sarah stormed out of the room. She didn't even give her brother a chance to respond. As she stomped loudly down the stairs, a sinister smile crept to her lips.

"He is mine."

Paul's hard dick shriveled into a limp mass that resembled his present emotional state. His little sister just caught him making essentially child pornography of her under aged friend. She stormed out of the room with his camera and left him literally with his pants around his ankles. Now she wanted to talk? Paul knew that no good could come from this. He was ashamed and angry at what had just happened. Also, he was confused. It had all happened so fast. He was so blinded by lust that he didn't even consider his actions. And now he was going to go down stairs and beg his sister to forgive him. He would do whatever it took to get her to delete those pictures and forget this ugly incident ever took place.

Paul reluctantly made his way down stairs to the living room. He had not dreaded anything as much as he now feared the conversation he was about to have with his sister. He entered the living room and found his sister and her little redhead friend sitting on the couch with their arms folded. They looked pissed. They had thrown little cotton cover-ups over their bathing suits and were sitting tapping their feet with anger.

Paul was a little surprised to see his sister's friend there, but his mind was busy tackling other issues. He stood before his sister like a defendant in front of a judge. He opened up his mouth to speak but no words came out.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself? I am glad you had the decency at least to pull your pants up," She was glaring at him. Her bronze skin was red with furry.

"I...I...I don't know what to say. I am so sorry. I just... I don't know, I have been stressed lately." Paul stammered.

"So you take pictures of my under aged friend and get ready to jerk off to her. She wants to call the cops and report you right away. She figures that you probably do this all the time, and she is freaked out. I don't blame her Paul. How am I supposed to bring any of my friends home if you are going to creep on them? Well I guess it doesn't matter. If Sally calls the cops, I don't think she will have to worry about that anymore." Despite her angry appearance Sarah was very collective in her speech. She seemed to know what she was going to say way before this little meeting.

"Call the cops? Shit? Please don't." Paul hadn't even thought of that. He thought he would speak with his sister, do some penance for this awkward little situation, like clean her room or wash her car for a while. And now she's talking about the police? That would ruin his life. He was almost done with college. He was about to go fulfill his dream of being a computer programmer. Shit, he had really fucked up.

"Please Sarah she can't call the cops." Paul's voice began to crack, and his eyes began to well up with tears. Paul couldn't bring himself to even look at Sally. "I will do anything Sarah. Please!" He crept closer to the girls on the couch and his hands were clasped in front of him as he begged.

"Anything?" Sarah had finally heard the words that she wanted to hear.

"Anything, I promise. Just please don't go to the cops. I am so sorry; so, so, sorry. I was a big idiot. I was horny and wasn't thinking. I am so sorry. Please don't tell the cops. It would ruin my life." Paul was nearly hyperventilating. Tears had rolled out of his eyes and streamed down his cheeks.

"Ok Paul. Sally and I won't go to the cops on one condition. You do everything we tell you to do for the next week. We are both on spring break and would love a little slave for a week. You have to clean when we tell you to, cook us food when we are hungry, get us drinks, and I don't mean sodas whenever we want them. You have to do anything either one of us tells you to do for the next week. If you refuse, we go to the cops. If you do a good job, we delete the nasty pictures on your camera, and we forget this ugly incident ever happened." When she finished, Sarah sat with her hands folded and waited for a response.

"Do everything you want for a week?" That was it? Paul couldn't believe he was getting off so easily. He was expecting much worse. One week taking orders from his sister and her little friend was no biggie. And then he could put this all behind him and move on.

" Sure, I will do that. No problem. Thanks so much Sarah. Anything you want for a week. That is fair." Paul turned to Sally. "I am so sorry Sally. I can't apologize enough. I promise I will make it up to you this week. I will do anything you want I promise."

"Good I am glad we have an agreement. Now to test the sincerity of your promise, I want you to unbutton your pants like before, and take out your cock. I want you to show your cock to my friend Sally here. Since you were about to take it out, and jerk it off to images of her, I thought she should see what had caused all these problems."

Paul was floored. His jaw dropped again. Why was his little sister doing this?

"Take my pants off in front of you two? I couldn't." Paul's mind was numb. This requested had totally caught him off guard; he was baffled.

"It's your choice Paul. Sally wants to see your cock. She heard it was big. Now you can either honor her request, or she can get on her cell phone and call the cops. The choice is yours."

Paul's mind was racing. What was going on here? Did his sister really want him to show her friend his cock? Maybe this was just a test? Maybe she was just trying to see how far he would go in honoring their agreement? What choice did he have?

"Don't call the cops please." The thought of what would happen if they did that made Paul desperate. "Ok. I will do whatever you tell me to do for the next week. "With that Paul slowly unbuttoned his pants. He was watching his sister hoping that she would tell him to stop at any moment. He drew down his zipper. He paused and then slid his pants off his hips and onto the ground. He stood there in a T-shirt and his grey boxer briefs.

"Good. Now pull down your underpants and show Sally your cock." Sarah accentuated the word "cock". She was speaking calmly and coolly now. This was a side of his sister that Paul had never seen.

What choice did Paul have? He turned away from his sister and faced her friend Sally. Sally was sitting arms crossed neatly in her lap. He hooked the elastic band of his pants with his thumbs and unceremoniously pulled down his boxer briefs.

There, under a rather large tuff of bushy brown pubic hair, was Paul's cock. It was no longer the magnificent weapon that moments earlier was threatening to break free from his underwear. It was a limp, average penis. Sally was disappointed.

"That is not impressive Sarah." Sally spoke for the first time. "I thought you said that he has a big dick."

"I guess he is a grower and not a shower. Why don't you help him grow Sally?"

And before Paul could even process what was going on. Sally sprung out of her seat, like a little pixie, and knelt in front of Paul. She was so tiny and he so tall that his cock seemed to hang just over her head. She immediately grabbed his cock with her little pale fingers and began massaging it. Paul stepped back instinctively out of surprise.

"What the fuck?" He was beyond shock.

"Just stand still Paul. Let Sally have some fun. She is in control now. And if you don't want to go to jail, then just relax and let her do whatever she pleases."

Sally had not stopped massaging his cock as the two siblings discussed what was transpiring. She pulled at Paul's flaccid cock while massaging his big hairy balls with her other hand. Immediately his cock began to grow. Sally was a real pro.

Sarah was transfixed on her brother's face. He was still staring at Sarah in disbelief while his cock was being massaged hard by her friend. Finally he looked down at the gorgeous little redhead eagerly fondling his cock.

"Fuck." Paul absentmindedly muttered.

His cock was growing quickly. It had grown to a semi erect state almost instantly in Sally's skillful hand. Paul watch as Sally started to jerk of his still hardening cock. Already in its semi erect state, she could not wrap her hands around his thickness. She had abandoned tickling his balls and instead had both her hands together stroking his cock hard. Sarah & Paul watched in amazement at how quickly and deliberately Sally was working. Suddenly without warning Sally opened her dainty mouth wide and took Paul in. He moaned out loud as she slid half of his length into her mouth, and then just as quickly slipped it out with a plop.

"Fuck he is big Sarah. I can barely fit him in my mouth, and he is still growing."

Paul was transfixed on Sally. She looked up at him with her big green eyes and took his almost completely hard cock in her hand. Next she looked down at his shaft admiring it. Up again into his eyes she looked. Then she drew her saliva together, and looked down on his cock and spit a large ball of saliva on it. She started to jack him off more quickly now. Paul couldn't control himself. The sensations felt too good. He was taken to a different place. He closed his eyes, tilted his head back and moaned.

Sally put her mouth around Paul's swollen mushroom head and soon it disappeared. How could something so big fit in such a dainty mouth? She began to fuck Paul with her mouth. He could feel his balls pulling up into his body. He felt his cock twitch. He was about to cum. Sally fucked his cock with her face, while using her other two hands to jack off the rest of Paul's massive cock that wouldn't fit in her mouth.

There was no turning back now. Paul felt blood welling up in his head. His legs began to give out and he started to cum. Just as the first jet of his cum shot into Sally's mouth he heard a clicking sound in the distance, but it did not matter to him. He grabbed two handfuls of Sally's long red hair as he shot jet upon jet of cum down her little throat. Sally was no amateur and she gulped down the jism hungrily, but after two big swallows her mouth was overwhelmed. Paul's hot cum streamed out of the sides of her mouth and fell onto her yellow cotton cover-up in huge globs. For years to come Sally would notice those stains and get wet thinking about how they got there.

Paul came for what seemed like forever. His eyes were still closed, and he was in another place altogether. As he started to come out of his orgasmic haze, he noticed the clicking sound again. He looked down at his cock and saw Sally licking his shaft slowly up and down, cleaning its length of any bit of his cum. She looked up at him with her lustful green eyes, as she rubbed her luscious red lips up and down his length.

"What was that clicking?" Paul wondered.

Finally he looked over at his sister. She had his camera and was taking pictures wildly.

"What the fuck?" Paul exclaimed in utter confusion.

"Just some insurance, now that we got you actually having sex with a seventeen year old." Sarah lied.

"I just wanted to make sure that you abide by your promise and do everything we ask of you this week."

Paul nodded weakly in agreement. He was utterly helpless.

"We are going to have such a fun week aren't we Sally?"

Sally turned away from the massive cock in front of her, looked at her friend, and smiled with a bead of cum dripping from the side of her mouth.

They were going to have quite a week indeed.